A poem with high socks
A poem with high socks
I'm gonna be your flapper girl
Lead the way
Where's the smirk now?
Yes sir, give me that dick again
The faithful line is way beyond
Don't be scared, use me harder
Perfection in a pair
She has the luck, she needs the talent
This is how we bake ass here
You gotta do what daddy says, ok?
Everything will be squared away
What other colors you have on?
I have to get on top of you
Three way fun with an accent
Perfect cookie for breakfast
You have somewhere you have to be?
Leverage on both ends
She's not made for dialogue
Let me use you for something naughty
Bark like a horny bitch, stepsis